Plant Poems

Plant Poems

A Game of Chess, by T. S. Eliot

THE Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,...

Portrait of a Lady, by T. S. Eliot

Thou hast committed--
Fornication: but that wa...

Rhapsody on a Windy Night, by T. S. Eliot

Twelve o'clock.
Along the reaches of the stree...

Sweeney Among the Nightingales, by T. S. Eliot

Apeneck Sweeney spreads his knees
Letting his ...

What the Thunder Said, by T. S. Eliot

After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After...

Whispers of Immortality, by T. S. Eliot

Webster was much possessed by death
And saw th...

A Boston Ballad [1854], by Walt Whitman

To get betimes in Boston town I rose this morni...

By Blue Ontario's Shore, by Walt Whitman

By blue Ontario's shore,
As I mused of these ...

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry, by Walt Whitman

1 Flood-tide below me! I see you face to face...

Faces, by Walt Whitman

1 Sauntering the pavement or riding the count...

Halcyon Days, by Walt Whitman

Not from successful love alone,
Nor wealth, ...

I Sing the Body Electric, by Walt Whitman

1 I sing the body electric,
The armies of t...

A March in the Ranks Hard-Prest, and the Road Unknown, by Walt Whitman

A march in the ranks hard-prest, and the road ...

The Pallid Wreath, by Walt Whitman

Somehow I cannot let it go yet, funeral though...

Passage to India, by Walt Whitman

1 Singing my days,
Singing the great achiev...

A Persian Lesson, by Walt Whitman

For his o'erarching and last lesson the greybea...

A Prairie Sunset, by Walt Whitman

Shot gold, maroon and violet, dazzling silver...

The Singer in the Prison, by Walt Whitman

        O sight of pity, s...

Song at Sunset, by Walt Whitman

Splendor of ended day floating and filling me, ...

A Song for Occupations, by Walt Whitman

1 A song for occupations!
In the labor of en...

Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman

1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And...

Song of the Exposition, by Walt Whitman

1 (Ah little recks the laborer,
How near hi...

Song of the Redwood-Tree, by Walt Whitman

1 A California song,
A prophecy and indirec...

Soon Shall the Winter's Foil Be Here, by Walt Whitman

Soon shall the winter's foil be here;
Soon sh...

Starting from Paumanok, by Walt Whitman

1 Starting from fish-shape Paumanok where I w...